Dying Room
in a forgotten place, a child's face
old beyond her years
her body caged, my soul enraged
she's drowning in her tears
though they may deny you
(and i know they'll try to)
i cannot help but wonder
will no one help her?
a china doll, but less alive
her time in this world
her only crime the same as mine
to have been born a girl
better i should suffer
than to watch another
one so small can do no wrong
child -- where's your mother?
oh, mother
can no one tell me how a person
can say that this is right?
all the guilt, shame, blame
do you sleep at night?
can no one tell me the purpose
of being born only to die
little children, angels
hear them cry
in a forgotten place, a child's face
old beyond her years
her body caged, my sould enraged
i'm drowning in her tears
they say the blame is thought to be
a one-child policy
but you were sent to
the dying room
Mei-Ming, i'm so sorry
i'm sorry
in a forgotten place, a child's face
old beyond her years
her body caged, my soul enraged
she's drowning in her tears
though they may deny you
(and i know they'll try to)
i cannot help but wonder
will no one help her?
a china doll, but less alive
her time in this world
her only crime the same as mine
to have been born a girl
better i should suffer
than to watch another
one so small can do no wrong
child -- where's your mother?
oh, mother
can no one tell me how a person
can say that this is right?
all the guilt, shame, blame
do you sleep at night?
can no one tell me the purpose
of being born only to die
little children, angels
hear them cry
in a forgotten place, a child's face
old beyond her years
her body caged, my sould enraged
i'm drowning in her tears
they say the blame is thought to be
a one-child policy
but you were sent to
the dying room
Mei-Ming, i'm so sorry
i'm sorry
2 comments:
I've heard a little bit about this cruelty before (not with such vivid details though). It makes me cry. If my Jenacy had been born in another country to another mother, she could have been one of those nameless dying children. That’s all I can think of when I read articles like that. What if that was my child? What if someone was doing that to my Jenacy?
I'm a mom. I'd run into a burning building to save my child. I'd bare handedly wrestle a rabid wolf if it came after my child. I'd put my life on the line to save her on instinct as much as love. If I were able to walk into any of those orphanages and scoop up as many kids as I could carry and bring them home with me, I'd protect and love them the same.
Why isn't international adoption made easier and less expensive?
I hate the feeling of being here in such a comfortable lifestyle and knowing that such cruelty exists and is tolerated. In my eyes, my Jenacy is worth more than my own life. What sick and twisted road does one travel to get to the point where letting helpless babies die in such a cruel manner is accepted?
Is there even any way to help?
Brock and Feather Sky –
What can be done? I’ll have to write a blog about that soon. Soon being after finals week is over.
But in short, here is my current theory: Not being politicians or other people with much international influence, my recommendation is to make yourselves aware of the situation. Increasing awareness is powerful. The main thing to keep in mind is to become aware of the whole situation, rather than just the sensational part. Real information – awareness of the entire situation – is crucial. It’s easy to look at something like this and try to simplify it – stereotype the people involved as backwards, corrupt, cruel, and very unlike ourselves. Simply ‘tisn’t so. If you and I were in a similar situation, there’s a possibility we’d do the same. Hard to say, since we’re not in it. So before saying anything, try to understand the situation, and the position the people involved are in. Before anyone can solve a problem, there has to be understanding of what the problem really is.
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